Some people’s apartments smell like vanilla and cinnamon sugar. These people make me jealous. They make me want to go home and light vanilla-scented candles while baking cookies. But I just end up watching Bridesmaids instead.
Other people’s apartments smell like citrus and orange blossoms. These usually happen to be the people that have perfectly organized kitchen drawers and labels in their pantry. As much as I have tried to be like you, it just isn’t going to happen. Not this year at least.
I’ve been told that my apartment smells like lavender, but I sometimes worry that it really smells like beets and cats. I think the neighbors might be in on this little secret too since I’ve been roasting root veggies every night this week. Oh well. Maybe it will just inspire you to come home and make roasted beets. I promise I won’t judge if you end up watching Bridesmaids instead.